Today’s me thinking out loud.
I’ve been kinda fucking around with the idea of blogging long-form like this for a while. Now that I just kind of casually own a website, I figure I might as well, right?
Also, good morning. I just woke up.
Anyway, November is kind of a strange time for me, now. This is the month that I just kind of drift around for a bit, and reflect on mistakes I’ve made in the past, both recent and distant. And I don’t really like to do that, but my internals have decided, hey, it’s time to do that now.
So here I am, I guess.
I’m also somewhat still recovering from last night’s issues at the game store with me just not being able to get my wincons out at Magic and losing to just, the worst kind of dude. And that’s frustrating when you’re quite literally digging through the majority of your deck at once repeatedly and just simply not getting a chance to do so.
Honestly, I’m not quite sure why people are like that.
The guy was talking about, in reference to some of the changes Wizards has made to cards for cultural sensitivity (specifically making Rakshashas not just Cats, but rather Demons/Devils), something along the lines of “being in an era of sensitivity gone wild”.
My man, you’re gay, or at least bisexual, talking to multiple trans people. Maybe that’s not a thing to have as an outside thought.
But, of course, we didn’t really want to make a stir at the LGS — a mistake that I should have followed up on and stood up for myself, but, hindsight 20/20 — so we let it go. And then, naturally, I lose to him in the next game after I very specifically pull out one of my heater decks to wipe the goddamn floor with dude. And I just. Don’t draw what I need.
Very little pisses me off quite that much. But alas, alack.
Anyway.
I think that leads me into my next thought. A few weeks back, I got a reading from a witch, who expressed that I needed to stand up for myself more. I thought about that, and, naturally, she was right, but in the moment I didn’t really have the gumption, the chutzpa, the je nais sais quoi, to get it out from my head and heart past my lips.
And that kind of sucks, dawg.
But here we are.
Something to take a lesson from, and move on as we go.
GO GO TURBO KILLER– banger song playing in the background
Alright. I’m going to get my day underway. Be good, okay? Love you.